Monday, May 21, 2012

Imagine

Imagine
if dreams came true
and fantasies real
if boundaires were broken
and you could be what you feel

Imagine if you could try
and succeed
how would it be that day
that week
that moment indeed

Imagine if you could be
anything yuo wanted to be
close to God
close to a heaven
A heaven
not a heaven

Imagine that you were there
that moment in time
between space and earth
imagine if you were  there

then, Imagine if you wernt there
and you didnt reach
what would you say or do or
feel
would you beg for another chance
would you know its too late and just go
orwould you stand there and think of this moment
when you still took the wrong raod

Imagine if you tried
and were everything you ever wanted to be and do


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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -